Luyện nghe bài hát Scene: A Train Platform In Yorkshire/the House Upon The Hill

House the Hill

High on a sits a big old house
With wrong inside it.
Spirits the halls
And make no now to hide it.

What will put their to rest
And stop ceaseless sighing?
Why do they call out names
And speak of one who's

MRS.
Well, you're right not to
your certainly isn't going
to himself about you.

And the master the whispers
On the dark and still,
And the spirits of secrets
In the upon the hill.

MRS.
a hunchback, you see.
And a young man he was,
and got no good of all his
and a big place till he married.

To my Aunt

MRS.
She were a sweet, pretty and he'd
have walked the world to get her
a blade of grass that she wanted.
she died, it made him worse ever.

High on a hill sits a big old
ith something inside it.
Someone died, and someone's
and can't abide it.

There in the house is a man
Still by her beauty,
Asking a life can be
Where naught but duty.

Is it so ugly here?

MRS.
the moor. Miles and miles
of wild land that nothing
on but and gorse and broom,
and nothing lives on but
and sheep.

What is that awful howling

MRS.
That's the wind blowing the bushes
call it wuthering that sound
but look there that light
far across
that'll be the it will.

And the master hears the
On the stairways and still,
And the spirits of secrets
In the house the hill.